Title: Forget the past, move to the future.
Author: CelticMoon
Date Started: 3rd March 2002
Summary: Non Slash, Story about Legolas. Involves Legolas & two OC's as the main characters. Although based around Legolas, the main character of the three is probably Athailia.
Characters in Chapter 1: Legolas, Athailia, King Thranduil and Hanoria.
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"You have grown even more beautiful then when we last met" stepping up beside the elven Prince, Athailia spoke her comment softly, before a gentle laugh escaped her lips.
Turning Legolas sees the maiden, "Athailia!" he exclaims in surprise having not heard he approach, so deep in thought had he been. Registering the comment his lips curl upwards into a smile as he opens his arms to embrace the laughing elf, wrapping his arms around her waist he kisses her cheek before pulling away. "As have you Athailia, you grow more beautiful with each passing season." His arms still resting upon the maiden's waist he watches her, his dark eyes meeting her own. "How long have you been returned my friend?" he questions lowering a hand to clasp hers, leading her back beneath the trees towards the Palace.
"But a short while ago, I came in search of you immediately I had changed from my travelling clothes." Squeezing her companion's hand Athailia walks along with the elder elf, her head turned to watch him. "Haniora too searches or you" she adds thoughtfully, glancing away to the palace that they were swiftly approaching, smiling she raises a hand to the figure that stands on the balcony watching them.
"Haniora returned with you?" Legolas stopped abruptly, spinning the other to a halt beside him. "Where is she now?"
Athailia nods her head gently, opening her mouth to reply she shuts it once more as King Thranduil walks up to them, drawing Athailia into his arms in a warm embrace. "Welcome home Athailia" he address the female elf, "You grow to look more like your mother each time I see you" Bowing his head to the slim elven maiden Thranduil embraces her. Stepping back he sees the expression upon his sons face and laughs "Haniora is in her chambers, I told her I would send her too you." Smiling he watches as Legolas pauses slightly. "Go my son, welcome the Lady Haniora home, I have much to speak of with Athailia, I will see you in the morning."
Bowing in farewell to the pair Legolas nods. "I shall welcome her home now. Thank you father." Then turning Legolas walks slowly from the pair.
Close to sprinting once he had passed out of sight Legolas passed beneath the trees finally reaching the area from where Haniora's chambers were reached. Climbing silently from the ground he pauses outside the door to her rooms, before opening the door without a sound, planning to slip upon her unawares. Closing the door behind him Legolas see the elven maiden stood by the window "Haniora?" gasping in surprise Legolas' gaze remains fixed upon the elven form by the window. The pale blue dress that emphasised each curve in her body combined with the sunlight that filtered through the trees and fell upon her hair caused her to appear more beautiful then the elven Prince could find words to describe.
Hearing his voice the maiden turns, her face awash with a look of joy she crosses the room to stand before him. "My Prince, I have returned" she replied, as she slipped her arms around his shoulders "Is that all the welcome you have for me?" she questioned, a coy smile playing on her lips.
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CelticMoon: Oh yeah, I forgot to introduce my Muses' right? I have 1 muse really, Heltia, not at all related to this story she's my Muse. Makes no sense, I rarely do. *Prods Heltia* Speak girl.
Heltia: *sticks out tongue* Hi, see I spoke.
CelticMoon: *sighs rolling her eyes* Luckily she isn't my only Muse, I tend to have my story's main characters around from time to time.
Haniora: *waves looking up from where she sits with Legolas*
Legolas: OK, so what's the deal? You haven't explained who Athailia or Haniora actually are yet you know.
Athailia: *nods at Legolas' comment before smirking*
CelticMoon: All will be revealed, all will be revealed. *shakes head smiling* Just trust me and give me time.
Author: CelticMoon
Date Started: 3rd March 2002
Summary: Non Slash, Story about Legolas. Involves Legolas & two OC's as the main characters. Although based around Legolas, the main character of the three is probably Athailia.
Characters in Chapter 1: Legolas, Athailia, King Thranduil and Hanoria.
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"You have grown even more beautiful then when we last met" stepping up beside the elven Prince, Athailia spoke her comment softly, before a gentle laugh escaped her lips.
Turning Legolas sees the maiden, "Athailia!" he exclaims in surprise having not heard he approach, so deep in thought had he been. Registering the comment his lips curl upwards into a smile as he opens his arms to embrace the laughing elf, wrapping his arms around her waist he kisses her cheek before pulling away. "As have you Athailia, you grow more beautiful with each passing season." His arms still resting upon the maiden's waist he watches her, his dark eyes meeting her own. "How long have you been returned my friend?" he questions lowering a hand to clasp hers, leading her back beneath the trees towards the Palace.
"But a short while ago, I came in search of you immediately I had changed from my travelling clothes." Squeezing her companion's hand Athailia walks along with the elder elf, her head turned to watch him. "Haniora too searches or you" she adds thoughtfully, glancing away to the palace that they were swiftly approaching, smiling she raises a hand to the figure that stands on the balcony watching them.
"Haniora returned with you?" Legolas stopped abruptly, spinning the other to a halt beside him. "Where is she now?"
Athailia nods her head gently, opening her mouth to reply she shuts it once more as King Thranduil walks up to them, drawing Athailia into his arms in a warm embrace. "Welcome home Athailia" he address the female elf, "You grow to look more like your mother each time I see you" Bowing his head to the slim elven maiden Thranduil embraces her. Stepping back he sees the expression upon his sons face and laughs "Haniora is in her chambers, I told her I would send her too you." Smiling he watches as Legolas pauses slightly. "Go my son, welcome the Lady Haniora home, I have much to speak of with Athailia, I will see you in the morning."
Bowing in farewell to the pair Legolas nods. "I shall welcome her home now. Thank you father." Then turning Legolas walks slowly from the pair.
Close to sprinting once he had passed out of sight Legolas passed beneath the trees finally reaching the area from where Haniora's chambers were reached. Climbing silently from the ground he pauses outside the door to her rooms, before opening the door without a sound, planning to slip upon her unawares. Closing the door behind him Legolas see the elven maiden stood by the window "Haniora?" gasping in surprise Legolas' gaze remains fixed upon the elven form by the window. The pale blue dress that emphasised each curve in her body combined with the sunlight that filtered through the trees and fell upon her hair caused her to appear more beautiful then the elven Prince could find words to describe.
Hearing his voice the maiden turns, her face awash with a look of joy she crosses the room to stand before him. "My Prince, I have returned" she replied, as she slipped her arms around his shoulders "Is that all the welcome you have for me?" she questioned, a coy smile playing on her lips.
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CelticMoon: Oh yeah, I forgot to introduce my Muses' right? I have 1 muse really, Heltia, not at all related to this story she's my Muse. Makes no sense, I rarely do. *Prods Heltia* Speak girl.
Heltia: *sticks out tongue* Hi, see I spoke.
CelticMoon: *sighs rolling her eyes* Luckily she isn't my only Muse, I tend to have my story's main characters around from time to time.
Haniora: *waves looking up from where she sits with Legolas*
Legolas: OK, so what's the deal? You haven't explained who Athailia or Haniora actually are yet you know.
Athailia: *nods at Legolas' comment before smirking*
CelticMoon: All will be revealed, all will be revealed. *shakes head smiling* Just trust me and give me time.